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Jan 2021
i am so desperate for his affection
that if he held out a cup of poison
i would've accepted it with glee
convincing myself the burn it left
was his dose of warmth for me
daphne
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daphne  20/F/somewhere in asia
(20/F/somewhere in asia)   
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